User blog comment:TheTragedyofE/In the Depths of Marshank/@comment-26879391-20151226174923/@comment-26879391-20151229034413

'''Trying to hold back the lump in her throat, Arrowtail, hurridly sweeped the cart fragments to the side. Mustering all her strenght, the vole tried to lift the rather large rock. Unfortuantly, she dropped it immedietly, due to it's weight. She tried again in vain, only to fail once more. However, she suddenly got an idea. That otter who tried to save her...Keyla. She looked over to where the tough otter was standing; the cart in front of him still had some room left.'''

'''Pushing the stone foreward, Arrowtail was pleased to see it had moved a bit. She then continued the strenuous labor until she was in front of the cart. She knew she couldn't put it on the cart; she had tried it once. Instead, she looked at the otter for assistance.'''

"I'm sorry, sir, and thankee. I'm sorry y'got hurt..."